v2 Chapter 1527： Memory to hand

Slughorn didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking, and it seemed to be confused.

The effect of alcohol played a role in him. Harry had just mentioned the situation in front of his mother and touched the heart of Slughorn. He opened his heart. Lily used to be his favorite student, Slugho. En is particularly valued for this kind of thing.

Undoubtedly, he was sad, because Harry’s words fell into infinite sorrow and cried very badly.

Ivan never thought that the wizard who focused on enjoyment and interest in Slughorn would cry and cry like this.

This sadness really touched the feelings, and it was no worse than Hagrid’s nostalgia for Aragog.

Slughorn, the typical Slytherin wizard, an annoying guy, Ai Wen suddenly made a lot of impressions on him. People at Slytherin College tend to be more realistic, look at rights and power, and clearly know what they want.

For these interests, they tend to go further and worse on the dark road, but this does not mean they have no feelings.

They are an inseparable part of Hogwarts, and Slytherin’s will is a kind of Hogwarts will, just like the four founders, although they have different origins, different ideas, and different ideas, they The common and noble purpose gathered together to gather on this land and let their will pass through Hogwarts in the magic world.

In the end, their initial persistence and beliefs fundamentally changed the magic world and taught one student after another.

As the singer hat sings: Slytherin, Slytherin, here you will meet the sinister and sinister generations at all costs, but will also make the most sincere friends, they will not easily open their hearts and express their feelings. But will remember this feeling deeply in my heart.

Slughorn was crying in silence, immersed in the nostalgia of the past, like a helpless old man.

"Professor, give me that memory," said Harry. "I must kill him. I need that memory. Only one of me and Voldemort can live. There is no other choice, for myself, for My mother, I must also defeat him."

Slughorn's face was paler and he could barely see the blood.

"Between you and him... only one person can survive?" he asked.

"Yes," said Harry calmly.

"I can prove that I was there to see the prophecy at the same time." Avon said, "Voldemort selected Harry. He personally marked him as his enemy. When Harry was a baby, only one of them A person can survive."

"God, is this the content of that prophecy?"

"Yes, so we need the help of that memory, professor, give it to us."

"But, but dear children, you have asked too much... In fact, you are asking me to help destroy..."

"The Horcrux, yes, this is what we hope to destroy," Harry said quietly.

Because of this word, Slughorn slammed a bit and looked even more fearful.

"Trust us, Professor, Voldemort is now more than just a Horcrux. He also wants to gain powerful power from ancient taboo creatures. He wants to become as evil as they are. At the cost he may want the whole magic world. Accompanying." Ai Wen said quickly. "We must stop him. It is a necessary step to destroy all the Horcruxes."

Slughorn seemed to be scared, and his head was full of sweat. He hadn't said anything for a long time.

"Even if you are not for other people, you should think about my mother." Harry said that Fuling agent told him what he should say at this time. "Professor, don't you want to get rid of the wizard who killed Lily Evans?" , avenge her?"

"God, Harry, Harry, I think, of course I want to..." Slughorn crashed directly. "I should stop him. I have an obligation to stop him. He used to be my student. He changed. As I am today, I have a lot of responsibilities. I have repented in the nights many times, if I did more at the beginning, or did not do that day...Is it not the case today?"

"If you think you have a responsibility, then help us stop him, professor."

"No, no, I, I don't... I can't do it, I..." Slughorn muttered.

“Don't you be afraid that he will find out that you helped us?”

Slughorn didn't speak, but it was obvious that this was where he was afraid.

"I hope you are as brave as my mother, professor..." said Harry.

Slughorn raised his fat hand and pressed his trembling fingers to the mouth soaked with tears.

"Okay." He looked like a huge baby for a moment. He whispered from his fingers. "The memory you want, I have always been ashamed of what I showed, I feel disgraceful. I may have caused a lot of harm that day..."

"It’s just the beginning of the hazard, Professor, don’t forget what I just said.” Ai Wen reminded, “It’s the first step to defeat Voldemort and destroy all the Horcruxes. Your memory is especially important if you feel it. Shame, it will be offset by giving it to us. On the contrary, this is a very brave and noble thing, and we will be proud of you."

Hagrid twitched in his dream and continued to snoring.

Slughorn and Avon, Harry looked at each other through the tearful candle, and the silence lasted for a long time.

He seemed to calm down, Ai Wen didn't talk anymore, Fuling also told Harry not to break the silence, wait a second.

Finally, Slughorn slowly and slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand. The other hand took a small empty bottle from the cloak. He still stared at Harry's eyes and put his wand. Pointed on the temple and then took it away.

The tip of the stick brought out a long, silvery memory. It grew longer and finally broke, and the silver flashed on the tip of the stick.

Slughorn put it in the bottle, the silver wire rolled up, and then spread out, swirling like a gas.

He tucked the cap with his trembling hand and handed Harry across the table, as if he had exhausted his strength.

“Thank you very much, Professor.”

"You are a good boy, Harry." Slughorn said, tears flowed into his walrus beard again along his fat cheeks. "You have her eyes, I hope you don't look after this." Think of me too badly..."

"I know, Professor!" Harry whispered.

"And you, Avon, I always knew that you were as brave as Harry. It was far more brave than me. I never had the courage to fight with him. I was afraid of death, afraid of strength, fear of evil, I chose I have escaped, but I don't want the terrible things you said to happen. If this is the future that I will face, I will choose to join the battle, for, for..."

He did not finish it in the end. Because of the role of alcohol, he put his head in his arms and sighed and fell asleep!

In the hut, only a long silence and dim candlelight were swaying.